Since a verbal agreement wasn't enough, the two immediately drafted a consignment contract. After signing it, Fang Yi chuckled and carefully put his copy away. His cautious expression made it seem as if he wasn't storing a piece of paper, but a priceless treasure.
But in a way, wasn't this contract a priceless treasure?
After putting the contract away, Fang Yi remembered an important question and quickly asked, "Little Brother Zhao, how many boxes of this Soul-Stabilizing Incense can you make in a month?"
"Two to three hundred boxes shouldn't be a problem," Zhao Yuan replied.
